Holly can no longer stay in town knowing the man she loves only sees her as a friend. It’s time to move on; besides she has other career prospects.
As the carnival unfolds, watch God work in amazing ways. Can He change Holly’s mind and make her stay? Can He help
“I—I…would you like to dance?” He broke eye contact and pointed over at the activity above them.
His offer to dance couldn’t have been more surprising if he had expounded upon Bach’s harmonic chord analysis.
“You hate to dance.”
“Yeah, I know.” The smile he gave her was subtle as always, yet so darn adorable. Her legs went a little weak at the sight. Lord, help me. Seriously, Lord. Help! The last thing I need is to go head over heels—figuratively and literally.
How infuriating was this? Not only was he flubbing up all this with Holly, but now he’d roped himself into dancing. Not just dancing, but dancing in the gazebo at a major town function.
It didn’t take long before they were face-to-face in one corner of the dance floor. He stepped closer, her profound blue eyes staring him down. She didn’t think he could do this. Her smile was almost a dare; it was definitely playful. He pulled her into his arms and began swaying in time to the music. Holly followed his lead without question as if they had been made for this moment in time, each movement fluid and together.
“You’re good,” she said, with a laugh.
“Surprised?” He gave her a slow spin.
“Yes!” she replied with energy when she faced him again.
“For that I just might make you dance again.”
“Threatening me now?”
“Is it a threat?” He tightened his hold around her waist and she pulled her perfect, sweet lips up into a radiant smile.
As they continued the slow dance, she rested her head on his chest and his heart began to thump rapidly. He lowered his head near her ear. “Why didn’t you tell me, Holly?”
Snow Kissed is Available at White Rose Publishing